Thinking of the sound of guitar on one side, Ming Jue held the microphone and sang the classic Italian song 'tiamo'. 'tiamo' is a famous Italian song sung by veteran singer umbertotozzi. This song was popular throughout Italy at the time, 'tiamo'
' means I love you in Italian.
Ming Jue moved everyone and Mo Su's heart with his sincere and touching singing voice.
The emergence of love makes people beautify the object of their affection and strive to beautify themselves. Love indeed has unparalleled power and is an important life experience.
Mo Su has heard love songs sung in different languages, all of which describe sincere and touching romances. Love is simultaneously depressed and restrained and passionate and extrovert.
When she discovered that her story once happened in a foreign country, in a tropical rainforest, she was suddenly surprised. It turned out that they were all the same. They would be brave and cheer up for love, and they would also cry and be crazy about love.
Mo Zhu shed tears, feeling moved and sad. In fact, to be honest, Ming was really nice to her and doted on her. Most of the time, she was tormenting others, and sometimes she just made things difficult for him with a clear heart.
But he didn't complain at all. Now just to make her smile, he was willing to put himself in a street store.
If...if she didn't have to worry about Purgatory Hall, Sister Mi Ai and Sister Zhanyan, she would definitely throw herself into Ming Jue's broad embrace uncontrollably, but...she couldn't, at least not now.
In fact, Ming Jue understands Mo Xun's thoughts very well, so he doesn't force her. She has things and people to worry about. Mi Ai and Zhan Yan are like mothers and sisters to her. She can't ignore them. If it were different.
It was him, and it was impossible for him to ignore Yin Mo and the others and pursue his love wantonly.
Therefore, he can understand everything, as long as Mozhu doesn't hate him, so he just wants to be good to her, and wants to be as good to her as possible under the allowed opportunity. Once she leaves Italy and returns to Purgatory Hall, they
His identity will immediately become the godfather of the mafia and the master of the Hall of Purgatory, which has nothing to do with love.
Ming Jue's singing voice is not comparable to that of the God of Singing, but it is enough to touch people's hearts. Someone actually threw money to him. Ming Jue chuckled, smiling happily and relieved. He never thought in his life that he would make money by performing on the streets.
But...it's worth it for the woman you love.
The crowd dispersed, and Ming Jue picked up the money he had earned from the ground, not much, just enough to buy the butterfly headdress.
He has never known what it means to be short of money since he was a child, and it is even more so now. The financial resources in his hands now are comparable to that of a country. He has never made money with such purpose as he does today. Although the money he makes today is a drop in the bucket, he has never done it before.
Have a sense of accomplishment.
It turns out that fighting for the woman you love is so rewarding and satisfying.
He held a few euros in small denominations and walked up to Mo Xuan, who was crying. He looked at her with an exclusive and infinitely doting look, and wiped away the tears on her face with his sharp fingers, "
Silly girl, why are you crying?"
He did this to see her smile easily, not to see her cry. He liked to see her careless and occasionally quirky smile.
Mo Xuan looked down at the clasped hand, and her hand held Ming Jue's big hand tightly. She raised her head and looked at Ming Jue seriously, "Ming Jue, there are some things that I can't guarantee, although I can't give them to you now.
What a promise, but I need time, I need time to become stronger."